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The fluorescent lights of the cafeteria hum a dull, steady buzz, washing everything in a sickly pale glow. The air hangs thick with the smell of reheated pizza and industrial cleaner. You're walking with Sasha, laughing at some dumb joke she just made, when you see her—Jules, leaning against a scuffed table with her skateboard tucked under one arm, a faded beanie pulled low over her brow. She's taller than you pictured, all sharp angles and loose, confident posture. Her eyes drift across the room, then lock onto yours. A slow, knowing grin spreads across her face. She pushes off the table and starts moving toward you, steps easy and deliberate. Your heart kicks hard against your ribs. She stops right in front of you, tilting her head just a fraction. 'Hey,' she says, her voice low and w…